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homesick â’
- Apr 14, 2023
- 99
I find the question "Why do parents bring a new life into this miserable world knowing what it's like?" more interesting to be honest (respectfully)
because I really don't get it
I personally want to die because I never asked for this, I never liked it here, plus I'm very lucky to have gotten the mental disorder bingo which makes everything ×2 harder, the world is also an excruciatingly boring place but that could just be my ADHD talking, also the world is chaotic and unpredictable and no one can avoid some form of suffering in their life, either way I just don't see anything worthliving surviving for. All existence has to offer me is higher grocery and rent prices and I see people have to work 2-3 jobs just to keep surviving and I can't be more exited about the potential future 
I really despise the system that people have built
There's a quote "It will happen to all of us, that at some point you get tapped on the shoulder and told, not just that the party's over, but slightly worse: the party's going on — but you have to leave. And it's going on without you. That's the reflection that I think most upsets people about their demise. All right, then, because it might make us feel better, let's pretend the opposite. Instead, you'll get tapped on the shoulder and told, Great news: this party's going on forever — and you can't leave. You've got to stay; the boss says so. And he also insists that you have a good time."
Thanks for the suffering, but this world's party sucks so I genuinely feel like leaving

I personally want to die because I never asked for this, I never liked it here, plus I'm very lucky to have gotten the mental disorder bingo which makes everything ×2 harder, the world is also an excruciatingly boring place but that could just be my ADHD talking, also the world is chaotic and unpredictable and no one can avoid some form of suffering in their life, either way I just don't see anything worth

I really despise the system that people have built
There's a quote "It will happen to all of us, that at some point you get tapped on the shoulder and told, not just that the party's over, but slightly worse: the party's going on — but you have to leave. And it's going on without you. That's the reflection that I think most upsets people about their demise. All right, then, because it might make us feel better, let's pretend the opposite. Instead, you'll get tapped on the shoulder and told, Great news: this party's going on forever — and you can't leave. You've got to stay; the boss says so. And he also insists that you have a good time."
Thanks for the suffering, but this world's party sucks so I genuinely feel like leaving